Swing Lo Magellan

Last night all my attention squinting westward at the sunset With a map and a compass when a man reached up, said something There against the sky a point of light Too invisible to give itself to the naked eye On the shore people yelling in their eyes a great reflection In the grid aware their position unconcerned with intuition There could never be no sympathy from that wilderness so let it be arrested Swing lo oh Magellan, 9 by 6 or 8 by 7 Post a sentinel at the border of what you attempt What you ignore I saw my frame in a pool of light All drown in doubt and shame and I knew that I had lost my sight

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